Prompt - Something Lost, Something Found

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SONG OF THE SEA ( joshua, alecto ) A selkie far from home, searching for his coat. He meets a kind, lonely, young fisherman who tends the lighthouse near the sea.

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He hums happily at the way Joshua touches him there. His own hand comes to join his, fingers linked.

"Oh, she'll be fine." He swats his other hand in the air in a vague gesture. "I'll just bring her and her pups a treat from the market next time I see them. Her daughter is becoming a little too obsessed with blueberries lately." He winks. "I'll use that to my advantage."

He pulls away now, as easy as the tide pulls back from the shore - sure to return eventually - to grab Avery and redirect him from shoving a tiny (but thankfully now, clean) hand straight into the pie cooling on the counter. He picks the squealing boy up into his arm, taps him on the nose with a finger. "Do you mind bringing your son out later? And remember his sealskin..." He pauses, his face briefly unreadable, a pain that he thought had left him long ago, rising to the surface of his heart just for a split second. "...it's in the trunk by the bed."

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"Not at all, dearest," he replies, reaching out a hand to ruffle a pouting Avery's hair in passing, smiing a little at the complicated expression that passes over their son's face - a mix of excitement and wriggling enjoyment of the contact from both his parents with annoyance at what he saw as too much gross affection between them. "I'll be happy to bring our son out after we finish eating." He steps in, quietly, extending his arm out to touch the back of Alecto's shoulders, reacting to his face even if he didn't know the exact meaning.

"And you'll behave properly for me, won't you, Avery?" He asks, his tone deceptively mild; there was no earthly possibility of Joshua being able to keep up physically with Avery - or anyone else on that side of the family - in the water no matter how good he was at swimming for a human, so he needed to establish these ground rules for behavior based on other factors, no matter how much it felt like he was trying to bottle lightning or leash the wind. It was simply the way they were.